Nine Realms Sword Master

Without the Hong Bing, Mo Hong Ren had no interest in Bai Ye.

After all, he is also a Jin Dynasty existence.

How can these people care about the treasures of Jin Dynasty? In the eyes of people like Mo Hongyan, it was just a pile of rubbish.

She only cared about how Bai Ye got so many great soldiers.

If Bai Ye got one or two, it can only be said that the luck is good.

But... Bai Ye won eight in one breath!

Eight!

Can this be explained by luck?

It must be that the other party has found some way, otherwise it is impossible to get so much.

Even if there is a great opportunity, it is never possible to include so many red soldiers in one go.

It's just...Mo Hongblade thinks this way, but in fact, Bai Ye can get so many great soldiers, and there is indeed an element of luck in it.

"Skills? Mo Hongblade, what other skills do you think you have for this kind of thing? If you encounter it, you can take it, you can take it, you can't take it, that's all, is it possible that you still think I can get what I want?" Bai Ye Shen said.

"I don't believe it! You only existed for the first time in the Jin Dynasty, but you got eight great soldiers... This is unreasonable in itself! If you don't have the skills, why do you get them?" Mo Hongyan said coldly.

"I have already said that I only got it by luck. Just like now, I have lost this luck and all the Hong Bing has been taken away! Everyone is born with hard work, talent, but also luck. , A person can succeed not only by talent and sweat, but luck also accounts for a large proportion. If you don’t believe it, then I can’t explain it to you.” Bai Ye shook his head, seemingly not wanting to say anything.

But Mo Red Blade was anxious.

Immediately he drew the magic knife and pressed it against Bai Ye's neck.

"Boy, let me tell you, if you don't say it, today you will be dead!"

Bai Ye frowned slightly, but there was not much fear on his face.

He thought about it, and said hoarsely: "What's the use of telling you the skill now? All the eight great soldiers are in the Shangshenshan. If you can get these eight great soldiers, wouldn't the remaining ones be easily captured?"

"you……"

Mo Hongyan was a little annoyed: "So you still have to be stiff?"

"Do you want to know? I can tell you the answer, but...we have to go somewhere!"

"Go somewhere? Where?"

"When you go there, you'll know it. When you see that thing, you can get which red soldier you want!" Bai Ye said calmly.

Hearing the sound, Mo Hongblade's breathing was tight, and there was also a burning heat in his eyes.

"Is there such an extraordinary and extraordinary baby in the world? Where is it? Take me right away! Quick!"

"Let's go."

Bai Ye sighed, stood up and said.

"You don't have Hong Bing, it's nothing in my eyes. I advise you to be honest, so I won't kill you, otherwise, don't blame me for being cruel." Mo Hongyan said blankly.

Bai Ye didn't say a word.

In fact, Mo Hongyan didn't know that even if there was no Hongbing, it would still be easy for Bai Ye to kill him.

It's just that the white night's breath is too weak at the moment to continue fighting.

Mo Hongyan and Bai Ye got up immediately, preparing to leave Shangshenshan.

But not long after the two left, a arrogant and domineering aura suddenly came over here.

Bai Ye's face changed.

The ink red blade was even more shocked.

"what!!"

She was frightened and screamed directly by the breath, rushing to the side like a man, not daring to move at all.

But seeing a beam of light hit, it fell straight in front of Bai Ye, blocking his way.

Bai Ye looked around.

But saw a man standing in front of him.

That person... is the emperor!

"Ah...ah..."

Mo Red Blade was so frightened that he was out of his mind, and he had taken care of it so much. He ran down the mountain like crazy, and soon disappeared.

The Emperor also didn't pay attention to the ink red blade, only stared at the ink red blade with cold eyes, deep resentment and hatred rippling in his pupils.

"Where are you going?" he asked, raising the corner of his mouth.

"Down the mountain." Bai Ye said hoarsely.

"I'm afraid it won't work... You are gone. Whose blood should I wash my shame?" Zhihuang smiled.

"shame?"

"I was actually forced to self-appoint my cultivation base by a Jin Dynasty existence, and it was under the public, before everyone's eyes..." Zhihuang said lightly: "If I don't kill you, where should I put my face?"

"So you gave up fighting for the red soldier and came here to kill me?" Bai Ye frowned.

"Scramble for the red soldier? Oh, go grab it now. Isn't that a death hunt? With so many powerful forces fighting together, whoever wins the red soldier first will become the target of the fire! I plan to take the fisherman and go later. Shot! Is this bad?" Zhihuang shook his head.

"I'm afraid this is not the only reason, right?" Bai Ye looked at him, and said lightly: "Your soul energy consumption is also extremely large, and your strength has dropped a lot. At this time, it is very unreasonable for you to fight for the red army. Because you can no longer consume too much energy! You can only save more energy and wait until they are exhausted before they stand up and end!"

"Hehe, how about being seen by you? You don’t have a Hong Bing, and your breath consumption is greater than mine. Now you are still an ant that can be pinched to death at any time in my eyes. Do you think you can still be with me? Contend?" The Emperor laughed, his eyes filled with savage and revenge pleasure.

No one has been against him for a long time.

In other words, it has been a long time since such a naive and incompetent person challenged him.

He is not a person who likes to get angry.

When he reached his level, the actions of other souls had no effect on his emotions.

But if it's an ant, an existence that shouldn't be in the eye to make such a provocation, how can he bear it?

The provocation of the weak is extremely deadly, even if a strong one is insensitive, it is impossible to ignore the provocation from the weak.

That is the bottom line of dignity as a strong man.

So today, he must kill the white night!

Even if it is to maintain the face he doesn't care much about...

"Yes, all my soldiers were robbed, but what about my power of God?" Bai Ye said suddenly.

"The power of God? Huh, it is undeniable that your power of God is indeed very powerful, but the reason why you were able to use the power of God before was because you relied on the power of the Hong Bing. Now, without the power of the Hong Bing, you How can I perform? Do you want to scare me by this? I am afraid it is not enough!" Zhihuang shook his head and sneered.

"Then, let's take a gamble?" Bai Ye said suddenly.

Zhihuang's smile suddenly froze.

"What are you betting on?"

"Bet on whether I can use the power of God's power against you without using the Hong Bing?"

As soon as these words fell, Zhihuang's expression suddenly changed.